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And, e'en while fashion's brightest arts decoy,
The heart, distrusting, asks if this be joy.
And, e'en while fashion's brightest arts decoy,
The heart, distrusting, asks if this be joy.
O, brothers! let us leave the shame and sin
Of taking vainly in a plaintive mood,
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O, brothers! let us leave the shame and sin
Of taking vainly in a plaintive mood,
The holy name of Grief--holy herein,
That, by the grief of One, came all our good.
If our inward griefs were seen written on our brow, how many
would be pitied who are now envied!
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If our inward griefs were seen written on our brow, how many
would be pitied who are now envied!
[It., Se a ciascun l'interno affanno
Si leggesse in fronte scritto,
Quanti mai, che invidia fanno,
Ci farebbero pieta!]
Shared joy is a double joy; shared sorrow is half a sorrow
Shared joy is a double joy; shared sorrow is half a sorrow
Enjoy life. This is not a dress rehearsal.
Enjoy life. This is not a dress rehearsal.
Grief is the agony of an instant; the indulgence of grief the blunder of a life.
Grief is the agony of an instant; the indulgence of grief the blunder of a life.
Sometimes your joy is the source of your smile, but sometimes your smile can be the source of your joy.
Sometimes your joy is the source of your smile, but sometimes your smile can be the source of your joy.
The walls we build around us to keep sadness out also keeps out the joy.
The walls we build around us to keep sadness out also keeps out the joy.
